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Sunday, August 19, 2012

Detective Work

It was during my first week of marriage, after Natalie and I had moved into our new house, that I noticed something was amiss.  Here I had a series of seemingly unrelated events: the disappearance of my jacket from where  I usually place it, the the disappearance of my favorite glass from where it was sitting not twenty minutes before, the fact that the thermostat never is where I set it last. There was only one conclusion:

Gremlins.

But hey, on the plus side, sometimes the gremlins do my laundry.

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